Goodbye Hooray

A scorching rocker, with one heck of a rhythmic swing. The pace is relentless until the chorus, which pushes things even further. The whole band goes for it.

At first, it seems as if the song will belong to Klinghoffer, who snaps off shards of metallic genius, but by the middle it's all about Flea and his nimble fingers. His spirited solo is a thing of beauty.